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The one we both fucked that night.”“There wasn’t anyone with me that night,” she answers. “Though if you’re into a threesome then I’m wouldn’t mind. Maybe we get your wife into it?”“What?” he asks, shaking his head. His mind is a whirlpool of thoughts shrouded in a deep fog. “She would never go for that. But no, I’m talking about Mela, the redhead...”“You’re under a lot of stress,” Ashley says comfortingly. She drops her leg and leans forward. “Look, you said so yourself that you needed some time off. You wanted to get away from your wife and take me someplace special.”Anders stares at her for a few moments. Of course he doesn’t remember saying that because he doesn’t even remember her still being here. Instead he says, “Yeah, I know. Maybe that is still on option.”“Who is this Mela?” Ashley asks, letting all her curiosity show. “Do I have competition?”“I don’t know,” he mumbles. And when Ashley cocks up an eyebrow at him, he says, “I mean. I don’t know who she is. I guess I just. "What the fuck are you doing in there?" I yelled at her like it's her fucking fault. And the sheila's staring back at me from her side of the confession box, and she's got her fucking hand down her skirt. Now I know right now you're thinking this is all fucking bullshit I made up to get upvotes on sexstories.com, but half you mother fuckers are going to drop a negative on my ass anyway and I'm drunk while writing this so fuck it all to shit and suck my dick, because this is 100% bonafide truth. Now Alyssa's a shiela of about 5'6" in freedom units, with c-cup tits busting against her white button down shit and tan thighs thicker than goddamn tree trunks. Not to mention a pink tight pussy like a fucking mouth ready to suck your cock dry. "Don't tell anyone!" She yells and she's all fucking panicky you know.And I'm like "You kinky bitch!" And she's like "Fuck you Albert! What the fuck were you doing in there?" "Having a wank, same as you!" "Well then... why don't we just fuck instead?".
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It was a long moment before I had the strength to unfasten the cuffs on her wrist so she could free herself and remove the blindfold. She removed her new toys and rolled over into my arms, resting her head on my sweaty shoulder.Neither of us spoke at first. It was a couple of minutes before I was able to ask her if she’s alright. In response she exclaimed in a quiet voice, “Wow! That was ... what the fuck was that?!”I held her tight and kissed the top of her head. Then I asked, “Did you notice the time?”“Yes. We need to shower and get dressed. For some reason I’m famished!”“This is when I really wish these RVs were larger. It would be nice if we could take a shower together. You better get going. It takes you longer and I’m still trying to get my lungs working.”She kissed me and got up slowly.She went into the bathroom and I struggled to sit up because if I don’t I’ll fall asleep. It was another minute or two before I felt capable of standing. I laid out my clothes and then I decided.

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